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>>332
-Where?
-Over that way a mile or so. It's hard to guess distances.
 Hurriedly Koskela sent a messenger off to carry Maatta's news to headquarters, and shortly received a reply saying that the Second Company would comb the area. They felt better after that but still they kept their rifles ready. And as their tension waned, their hunger grew. Soon the talk turned again to the subject of food.
-You know I'm hungry?
-How can you be when you ate only yesterday morning?
-Jesus, how I'd like to be back in civvies!
-Civvies! I'd be satisfied with a piece of bread and I can't even get that.
-I wonder how long the brass thinks a man can keep on his feet on the rations we're getting" said Vanhala
Lahtinen snorted with bitter contempt.
-Think? They don't think, they know. They've counted the calories in your rations. Go complain and they'll lay the figures down in front of you to prove you can't be hungry. As a matter of fact, it'd take a brave man to complain after what they did to Isoaho.
 Isoaho was a First Company private who had taken a visiting inspecting general's query as to whether anyone had any complaints to literally. Afterwards he had been put through the mill until he was nearly driven out of his mind. Three times a day he was weighed on a scale and no sooner had he gotten back from one medical examination than he was ordered to a new one. All this plus the way the officers and the NCOs picked on him made him bitterly regret that he had ever opened his mouth.
 Hietanen slapped the wet knees of his trousers as he said:
-I don't know anything about calories. but my belly tells me there's not enough of 'em.
-Mm. Your stomach may tell you that, but do you think the brass understands what your guts say? Soldier's bellies have been growling so for so long that the brass have forgotten what the rumbles mean. Especially since their own bellies are full.
 Lahtinen spoke in all seriousness, but Hietanen only burst out laughing:
-You know, boys, I've heard that you can learn how to throw your voice so that it sounds like it's coming from your belly. We ought to learn, so every time the brass goes by our guts can holler "food."
  Vanhala rocked with laughter, Lahtinen's attempt to indoctrinate his companions had had no more effect than on a thousand previous occasions. And his failure well illustrated the difference between grousing and revolt. The men were always ready to deride their country's upper class, but all attempts to lend political significance to to their mockery met with laughterm for their criticisms were never more than half serious. Similarly they fought shy of the waving flag of patriotism. "Damned preacher" was how they described any Educational Officer who was prone to such talk.